Chapter 12 - THE FATHER AND THE SON

Marcus went home.
He did not go alone.
Detective Brooks wanted a warrant.
Rebecca wanted an injunction.
Khloe wanted answers.
In the end, all three arrived almost simultaneously.
Richard stood inside the Thorne penthouse library.
He poured himself a whiskey as if none of it mattered.
âYou brought an audience.â
Marcus entered first.
âYou threatened Khloeâs assets.â
âI warned you.â
Rebecca stepped inside.
âAny attempt to transfer Mrs. Thorneâs assets after notice of a legal dispute will make your situation considerably worse.â
Richard looked at her.
âAnd you are?â
âThe attorney who is going to spend the next decade making you regret that question.â
Khloe almost smiled.
Richardâs eyes moved toward her.
For the first time, his composure faltered.
âYou shouldnât be here.â
Khloe rested one hand over her stomach.
âYouâve made a lot of decisions about where I should be.â
âThatâs over.â
Richard looked at Marcus.
âGet your wife under control.â
Marcusâs expression changed.
âShe stopped being something I had the right to control the moment I betrayed her.â
Richard scoffed.
âSpare me the confession.â
Marcus stepped closer.
âYou forged her authorization.â
âNo.â
âYou arranged it.â
âI arranged the survival of our company.â
âYou paid yourself thirty-eight million dollars.â
Richardâs eyes narrowed.
âWho told you?â
Marcus laughed bitterly.
âThatâs what youâre worried about?â
Richard set down his glass.
âThat payment was compensation.â
âFor stealing my wifeâs shares?â
âFor keeping forty thousand people employed.â
Khloe walked closer.
âMy mother bought those shares before you could afford your first Manhattan office.â
Richard looked at her.
âShe believed in your company.â
âAnd you repaid her by using her daughter as collateral.â
Richardâs face remained cold.
âYou benefited from the Thorne name.â
Khloe shook her head.
âI had money before Marcus.â
âI had a family before Marcus.â
âI had a life before Marcus.â
âYou people keep acting as though marrying into this family gave me value.â
âIt didnât.â
Richard stared at her.
Then something ugly entered his expression.
âYou think Marcus married you for love?â
The room changed.
Marcus stepped forward.
âDonât.â
Richard smiled.
Khloe looked at him.
âFinish that sentence.â
Richard did.
âYour voting shares were the reason our families encouraged the marriage.â
Marcusâs voice rose.
âThat is not why I married her.â
âMaybe not eventually.â
âBut it is why you were introduced.â
Khloe turned toward Marcus.
He looked devastated.
âIs that true?â
Marcus hesitated.
And that hesitation answered before he spoke.
âOur fathers discussed a partnership.â
Khloeâs throat tightened.
âDid you know before our first date?â
âYes.â
Everything inside her went still.
Marcus stepped toward her.
âBut I fell in love with you.â
She backed away.
âYou knew I was being positioned.â
âI knew our families wanted the relationship.â
âI didnât know about any plan to control your shares.â
âDid you tell me?â
âNo.â
Khloe nodded slowly.
Another lie.
Older than Isabella.
Older than the baby.
Older than their marriage.
Richard watched them with almost clinical detachment.
Then Detective Brooks entered the library.
She held a document.
âRichard Thorne.â
He looked at her.
âWe have a warrant for your electronic devices and financial records.â
Richard smiled faintly.
âYou think that frightens me?â
Brooks shook her head.
âNo.â
âBut this might.â
Two officers stepped into the room behind her.
âYouâre also being detained in connection with suspected financial fraud and conspiracy.â
Richardâs smile disappeared.
May you like
And for the first time in Marcusâs life, he watched his father lose control of the room.
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